"Do you kill the God in front of you?"

"Haha...teacher..."

"I don't have the confidence and courage you are now."

"It's my two friends..."

"Their methods of doing things can be truly unscrupulous."

Putting his arms behind his head and looking at the clouds in the sky, as if looking at the teacher's smiling face, Harry murmured to himself. Thinking of his mentor, Harry seemed to have returned to his youth.

"mine……"

"Teacher."

Tears flashed in the corner of Harry's eyes.

"Harry! Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"Harry!!!?..."

A crisp call interrupted Harry's contemplation.

Harry flexibly flipped back and jumped up. He happened to see Benica Tina, who had just emerged from the top of the car.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Harry hurriedly replied in response to Betty's concerned inquiries.

"The top of the car is too dangerous, don't come up. I'll go down soon," Harry said.

Betty nodded and shrank her body back.

She had been staying in the train's autonomous cab. The driving of the train was automatically controlled by a computer. There was a driver on the train who was ready to troubleshoot at any time and could change the train to a manual driving if necessary. But the driver had also jumped off with the service staff of the two cars. So Betty stayed there alone waiting for the end of the duel between Harry and the two.

When several gunshots vaguely passed, Betty could no longer hear any sound. She waited for more than ten minutes, but there was no movement. Betty began to worry.

If Harry wins, he should come to him immediately. Even if Jack wins, he will not be silent based on his impression of Betty.

“There is still no movement…”

"Are both of them seriously injured? Or..."

"They are all dead?"

Betty couldn't help but feel worried. She had a very good impression of Harry. Although she couldn't say she fell in love at first sight, when such a handsome blonde smiled at her just now, she really felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Betty waited for a while, but there was still no movement. She carefully leaned her ear against the crack of the door and confirmed it again, but there was still no sound. Betty carefully opened the door of the cab and moved to the carriage where Harry and the others duel. Through the bullet holes hit by the armor-piercing bullets, Betty found no trace of anyone in the carriage. She opened the door and rushed into the carriage.

The carriage was empty. On the wooden floor of the carriage, the metal coin used for duel lies lonely in the corner. Except for it, only bullet holes caused by armor-piercing bullets were left around.

Picking up the coin, she immediately rushed into the next carriage, but still couldn't find anyone. Betty panicked and began to worry about Harry's safety. When she was about to venture to jump off the car and search all the way along the railway, she thought of the roof of the car. She walked through the window with difficulty, and Betty crawled towards the roof.

Betty's movements were very flexible, but she didn't have much martial arts foundation. It was quite dangerous to climb to the roof of the train in a rush. So, when Harry heard Betty's scream, he quickly responded and quickly returned to the car.

When Harry was returning to the car, he happened to see Betty trying hard to retract the lower half of the shen, and her legs were constantly looking for the fulcrum. According to the current situation, she might have fallen off the train very much. Harry hurried forward a few steps, hugged Betty's waist, and dragged her back to the car.

"Thank you." Betty thanked Harry. She was breathing a little rapid, whether it was because of the heavy movement just now or because Harry hugged her.

"Where, I should apologize to you. After the duel, I should come down to find you right away. I am really sorry to make you worried." Harry bowed slightly to Betty and said with a smile.

"Where is that golden finger? Will he and his men come to Barento Town to make trouble?" Seeing Harry's smiling face, Betty's heart thumped again, and she hurriedly changed the subject.

"He was forced to get out of the car because of a minor negligence in the showdown just now. He should have suffered a little injury. That person should not be able to move in a short period of time." Harry replied. With his rich combat experience, of course, it can be seen how severe the injuries Jack suffered at that time. Without receiving treatment for a long time, the top master with gun skills has a high probability that he would never have the opportunity to have an intimate contact with his favorite jewelry robbery work.

【Maybe...dead?】

Harry sighed in his heart and thought to himself.

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Jack Lane lay quietly in the grass by the railway, looking up at the sky.

He did not try to make any big moves in his body. The broken bone inserted into his lungs sent a sharp stinging sensation back to his pain center. His previous experience of injury told Jack that moving his body rashly would only make the injuries he suffered even worse.

【I was really too negligent. I didn’t expect that he had this trick.】

He tried to move his right hand, and the severe pain that quickly passed back told him that it was impossible to use his right hand to make even a slight fist movement.

[At least five ribs were broken.] He calculated in his mind.

Jack took a deep breath, turned his head, and spit out the blood with foam in his mouth. The unobstructed respiratory tract was not immediately filled with blood, and the large amount of fresh air made his mind slightly excited.

[Fortunately, the broken ribs did not stab the large blood vessels.] He was secretly grateful in his heart.

After resting for a while, Jack raised his left hand and clenched his fist.

【Very good, my left hand can still move.】

Slowly putting his left hand down, Jack tried to concentrate. When he raised his left arm again, there was already a gun in his hand.

A pure black pistol!

Unlike the two kingly guns used by Jack and Harry in the duel, the gun in Jack's hand now looks inconspicuous.

The dark gun body is dull, and even if it is placed in the sun, there is no trace of light from the gun. The dark color is like the color of the demon's wings in the Netherworld Hell, so deep that it can swallow all light.

Apart from the fine runes carved on the gun body and continuing to the handle part, there is no unnecessary decoration added to the entire gun. From a distance, it looks like a piece of gun-shaped black iron.

Now, the gun is in Jack Lane's hand, as if it is integrated into his hand.

Jack listened and carefully searched for every movement in the grass. Finally, he raised his hand and shot the first bullet. He hit a hare for food in the distance. The rear impact generated by the pistol during shooting caused another severe pain in his right chest. Jack placed his left hand holding the gun horizontally in front of his chest, quietly waiting for the next prey to appear.

There was a sound of motor vehicles coming from afar. After a while, the rustling footsteps came from far away and came to Jack's side. The sound of speech came...

"You're fine, right? Did you release the shot just now? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"hehe……"

"Hahaha……"

"Is it human? Is it human?"

"Is someone coming? Good luck, good luck, hahaha..." Jack laughed.

The first person to speak was very unhappy. He drove out to fight hares alone, and heard gunfire sounds coming from a distance. He thought he had met a hunting fellow, but was attracted by the gunfire. Seeing a ragged tramp like Jack lying in the grass, he was already very disappointed. Out of morality, he had no choice but to come over and ask. Now when he heard Jack's inexplicable laughter, the man felt even more uncomfortable.

[So he is a lunatic. Then let him die.] The man thought.

"If you like to continue lying here, I will say goodbye." After that, he turned around and left without waiting for Jack to answer.

"Haha...hahaha...I don't need a doctor, what I need is...yes..." Jack said breathlessly.

"What do you want?" the man turned around and asked.

"What I need is...yes..."

"It's you!!!"

Bang! ~

A dark red bullet penetrated the man's chest.

With a look of horror on his face, the man fell to the ground.

Five minutes later...

Jack slowly stood up from the ground. His face was still a little pale and his spirit was a little tired. However, observing Jack Ryan's actions, nothing was wrong.

"Ahem... Although I'm a little sorry for you who came to you automatically, there is a saying that 'curiosity will kill cats'. So..."

"Please don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your own curiosity. Hahaha..." After coughing several times, Jack looked down at the corpse lying in the grass and smiled. After speaking, he looked around and found the pistol that had just been used for duels not far away.

Jack walked over and picked up the gun. Although the gun body blocked the attack of special attack armor-piercing bullets, the powerful impact force of the armor-piercing bullet also twisted and deformed the entire gun body and could no longer be repaired.

Sighing, he dug a shallow pit on the ground with his hands, and Jack buried his gun in the soil.

"I'm sorry, buddy. We have only been together for a long time and we will be separated. But please rest assured that since you have lost you, I will definitely get your partner back and use mine..."

"Soul-Devouring Blood-Snatching Dark Demon Spear!!!"

Putting the black gun in his hand obliquely on his chest and pressing against his heart, Jack solemnly swore. The black pistol actually made a buzzing resonance sound as Jack's heart beat. After saying that, his hand turned, and the Dark Demon Spear miraculously disappeared into his hand.

Looking at the sky, simply identifying the direction, Jack walked forward.

Not long after walking, Jack kicked something. It was a round hat, which was obviously the relics of the man who had just given his life. Jack bent down, picked up the red hat, bounced the mud stuck to it, and put it on his head.

"The hat is good, I'll accept it without hesitation. I will take it with you. Hahaha..." Jack laughed.

Accompanied by laughter, facing the shadow of the sun, he hummed a heroic old song that has been circulating in the pioneering era since the nomadic peoples in the western continent...

Jack walked alone.
Chapter completed!